Archive for April, 2009

I was sitting back in my chair at work today. My back started to hurt so I tried to sit up a bit straighter and…BAM!, kick to the ribs… someone didn’t like that very much. I shifted and tried again and…BOOM!, “stop that mommy!” He got his way… I leaned back a bit to accommodate his desired reclining position.

As Becky’s belly has been growing, feeling tight and uncomfortable, and walking has been morphing into waddling, I’ve been getting the evil eye as I zoom around with my freakishly small waistline. So, now she wants to strap me into an empathy belly so I can feel what it’s like. It adds 30 lbs, squeezes your lungs and puts a bunch of pressure on your bladder. What do you think ladies, should dads get a taste of this torture?

We finished our last childbirth class tonight after six weeks of gathering with a bunch of large bellied women. It was a positive experience and good to hear what other pregnant women were going through. The most interesting tidbit that we had not heard before was that postpartum, when a baby cries… any baby, it can make Becky’s boobs squirt milk! If she is walking down the aisle in the grocery store and a kid cries, squirt! Let’s hope that doesn’t happen.